He Yuzhu was happy to be the vice president of the fixed-point meeting of the rolling mill. He rode his bike after work and hummed a tune.
" A thousand pieces of love, turning into gold stars, embroidering red flags, embroidering red flags…"
"Normally, I don't blink my eyes when I use my knife, but today, my heart is beating extremely fast…One needle, one thread, I'm embroidering a new world! New World!"
He went to Desheng Men Tailor Shop to customize a Chinese tunic suit.
"Master, use this bag of pure wool, camel silk brocade, and navy cloth to make it.”
The old tailor pushed up his presbyopic glasses and widened his eyes in shock.
"This woolen cloth is of the highest quality!"
"Pure and fine fur, camel silk brocade is even rarer!”
"Young man, the fabric you gave me is really of high grade.”
He Yuzhu smiled.
"To tell you the truth, I went to so many tailor shops and took a fancy to your craftsmanship.”
"In the whole of Beijing, if you claim to be second, no one in the tailors would dare to claim to be first!”
The old tailor was pleased with the praise and also boasted proudly, promising to customize the tunic suit within a week.
Marriage in the 1960s was very simple. The bride and groom would wear new clothes, go to the unit to write a letter of introduction, need the unit's certificate and the leader's signature, get a certificate, set up a table of wine in the courtyard, and have a meal with relatives and neighbors.
Those who had the means sprinkled some candy on the table, and the children fought for it.
If they had no conditions, they could just casually eat a meal and consider it a marriage.
It was simple.
He Yuzhu decided to customize the new clothes before the marriage proposal. He would be able to wear the new Chinese tunic suit on the day of the marriage registration. It would also be a great honor to go out.
……
He returned to the courtyard house and was surprised to find that there was a banquet in the courtyard house.
"Yo, who's treating today?"
"Xu Damao? Did you get promoted and get rich?"
He Yuzhu's heart is blocked by Xu Damao.
Sure enough, Xu Damao pulled a long face and went to the table to eat peanuts gloomily.
"Gungun, do you want to eat it or not?"
Third Uncle's fat face trembled in his bangs as he happily invited the villagers to take their seats.
"Today! I really have to thank Xu Damao!"
"If Xu Damao didn't help me expose Silly Pillar for not doing anything, I really wouldn't have been able to become the leader of the task force.”
"Fellow villagers in the courtyard, let me toast to everyone first! For good luck!"
The children in the courtyard noisily went to the table to eat.
The stick looked like it hadn't eaten for years. It was dripping with chopsticks like a hungry ghost.
Little Dang and Little Flower Tree did not eat much better. They were anxious as if they were afraid that someone would snatch their food.
Only then did He Yuzhu understand that the banquet was arranged by Liu Haizhong. Liu Haizhong had learned from his previous promotion celebration banquet to win over the hearts of the people and play with the ways of the world.
He Yuzhu sat calmly at the table and ate the beggar's chicken without hesitation. He even pulled out a big drumstick.
The stick meme shouted.
"Silly Uncle! This is my leg!"
"Give it back to me!"
Little Dang also grabbed the other drumstick and shouted.
"Children only eat legs. Uncle Silly should eat chicken ribs.”
He Yuzhu ignored them and calmly tore off the drumstick and dipped it in sauce before eating it comfortably.
Delicious!
Beggar's chicken was so tender.
The drumstick meat was alive, tender and smooth, and the chicken skin was fragrant. It was refreshing!
When the stick saw He Yuzhu eating faster, it screamed anxiously.
"Third Uncle! Look at Uncle Silly! He ate our drumsticks on purpose!"
This celebration party was deliberately set up by Liu Haizhong to compete with He Yuzhu. Liu Haizhong pointed his finger at He Yuzhu.
"Hehehe, Silly Zhu! He must be feeling bad. I'll squeeze out your position as the team leader of the task force.”
"Eat, eat, eat. You have to eat more if you feel bad! He vented his depression and anger on eating.”
He Yuzhu was not polite at all. After eating the Beggar's Chicken drumstick, he went to tear the big duck leg of the roast duck.
He dipped it in sauce and ate it generously. He tore at the meat in big mouthfuls, making the child cry!
The stick was so hungry that it cried. It was angry and anxious, but it could not do anything to He Yuzhu.
Little Dang was drooling.
"I want to eat it too!" the little locust flower licked its tongue and shouted. Uncle Silly finished the drumstick."
Liu Haizhong was even happier. He narrowed his wrinkled eyes and hid a knife in his words.
"Silly Zhu, is the meat delicious?"
"Tsk tsk, you've lost your position as the team leader of the task force. Did you get beaten back to the canteen? No wonder! Some people choose to fly high, but their lives are bitter! He didn't have any official luck in his life. If he accidentally broke it, guess what would happen?”
"He fell to his death, hahahaha!"
Liu Haizhong was so excited that he burst out laughing.
Liu Guangfu, Liu Guangzhong, and the sons of the Yan Family also laughed.
The deaf old lady poked her walking stick anxiously on He Yuzhu's behalf.
The good old man wanted to say a few words to smooth things over, but he couldn't get a word in.
He Yuzhu asked Xu Damao while the atmosphere was in a stalemate.
"Xu Damao, when I was talking to Liu Lan, you heard the corner of the wall, didn't you?”
"The position of vice president of the fixed-point association is new. It's specially in charge of the task force. You exposed me and even gave me a promotion. I have to thank you.”
"If you hadn't pulled me down from my position as the leader of the task force, I wouldn't have been promoted to the president so easily.”
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
The atmosphere froze, and the entire courtyard was silent.
Her bangs split open in shock.
His fat face turned up, and his cheeks almost fell off as he screamed.
"What?"
"What?"
"Xu Damao, explain yourself! What happened?"
"Why was Silly Zhu pulled down from the task force leader and went to some fixed-point meeting?”
Xu Damao's body stiffened as he leaned against the table and sighed.
Liu Haizhong widened his eyes in disbelief. He only knew that He Yuzhu's promotion was real when he saw Xu Damao's expression.
"A fixed-point meeting? A task force that specializes in managing me?"
"Doesn't that mean that Silly Zhu is now my superior! Become my superior?"
"I have to, I have to call Silly Zhu…"
His bangs were a mess, and he almost fainted.
He Yuzhu said happily as he nibbled on the roast duck leg.
"Yes, Comrade Liu, you have to call me leader now.”
"Otherwise, I'll make things difficult for you. I'm not a big-hearted person. I like sewing and making small shoes.”
The Deaf Old Lady laughed.
Yi Zhonghai was also amused.
Liu Haizhong was so shocked that his mouth was wide open. He had never expected that he would spend so much money to hold a celebration party. He had originally wanted to ridicule He Yuzhu, but he did not expect that He Yuzhu would suddenly become his direct superior.
Now, this celebration party was actually held by him on behalf of He Yuzhu, and he was even called "Comrade Little Liu" by He Yuzhu.
The Clown was himself!
He Yuzhu ate a mouthful of Beggar's Chicken, a mouthful of plump roast duck, and a large mouthful of old hen soup. He was enjoying himself.
He burped and laughed.
"Comrade Liu, you said that you spent money to hold a celebration party, but it made me feel good.”
"Shouldn't you change your name to Comrade Silly Liu?”
Liu Haizhong was forced by the threat of making things difficult for him. He gritted his teeth and swallowed his words, responding with tears in his eyes.
"Hey, Leader."
"You can't hear me, silly Comrade Liu?"
"Sigh! Leader!"
The villagers in the courtyard laughed.
He Yuzhu turned around and called Xu Damao.
"Silly Mao!"
"Silly Mao, why are you sulking in the corner? Come out and drink. Silly Mao!"
Xu Damao was so angry that his hair stood on end. He held back his anger.
He and Liu Haizhong called He Yuzhu Silly Zhu, but He Yuzhu actually called them Silly Liu and Silly Mao?
This was too much!
He, Xu Damao, had never suffered this kind of humiliation before!
The good old man tried to smooth things over.
"I think this name is not bad. He Yuzhu, let's call him Silly Zhu. How intimate!"
"Liu Haizhong is called Silly Liu, and Xu Damao is called Silly Mao. This is the way we address ourselves in our courtyard.”
The Deaf Old Lady leaned on her walking stick and said happily.
"Silly Liu."
"Sigh! Old Madam."
"Silly Mao."
Xu Damao gritted his teeth and replied,""Hey, old lady!"
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